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"Everytime I win, I will conquer a part of you. I will keep on doing that, until I fully conquer all of you." Walang ibang gusto ang dalagang si Sophie kundi ang matupad ang mga pangarap niya sa buhay at pasiyahin ang kanyang pamilya. Ngunit ang lahat ay nagbago nang isang gabi ay nalaman na lamang niya na ibinenta siya ng kanyang ama sa isang Mafia Boss na nagngangalang Vincent Hastings kapalit ng napakalaki nitong utang. Labag man sa loob, dahil sa pagmamahal sa kanyang ama ay walang ibang nagawa si Sophie kundi ang pakasalan ang Mafia Boss. Ano kaya ang naghihintay sa pagitan ng isang inosenteng babae at isang lalaking walang ibang ginawa kundi ang pumatay? Mabago kaya nila ang isa't isa?

Esther, a woman with dreams. A girl who's smart and beautiful. But there is one thing that people don't like about her, her attitude. She is stubborn and she didn't want to listen to othet people, specially her parents. She loves to go out with her friends and her boyfriend. Her parents gave her an hour glass. A big one with full of sand inside it. Everytime she looks at it, there was always a scenery flashing. Those are the things that will happen for the whole day. Her parents told her to pay attention to it but she didn't listen. Because of ther attitude, she once involved in a car accident that changed her life. Someone who was sent by God talked to her. She has something to do, it's her mission. She was given a chance to make the things right. She will do all of those in her last momens, after that she can ask for her last wish. But... What is her last wish?

The night I got into Cambridge University, we were supposed to celebrate. Instead, I ended up in Gilbert’s bed—my older brother from next door, the man I had secretly loved for years. The mafia kingpin of the Veronatri. We used protection. It didn’t matter. I still got pregnant. In my past life, I relied on our child to marry him as I wished, but I was also forever barred from Cambridge University. Gilbert cornered me on our wedding night, his breath shallow, eyes wild— “You drugged me, didn’t you?” “Admit it. There’s no other reason I would’ve wanted you like that.” “You’re shameless, Julian. You will never touch me again in this lifetime!” From then on, he used every means possible to humiliate me. He even secretly transplanted our daughter’s heart into his first love’s daughter. While he and his first love celebrated the success of the surgery, I clutched my daughter’s ashes and died on the way to the cemetery. When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn to that night of utter absurdity. This time, I didn’t cry, I didn’t beg— I just walked away to Cambridge, and he went mad trying to find me.

My husband, Steve Malone, thinks of himself as a highly-educated person. Not only that, but he's also very uninterested in physical intimacy. When we go to bed every night, we have to sleep with a bowl of water between us. In fact, Steve refuses to let me touch him at all. But on the day he returns from the volunteer teaching program in the countryside, I discover a pair of pantyhose all tangled up in his clothes. Upon hearing my question, Steve maintains his cool facade as he explains, "This is contraband that I've confiscated from a student." I never respond to Steve. Instead, I get in contact with the female teacher, Rebecca Cramer, who has gone teaching with Steve earlier. From the other end of the line, Rebecca's sarcastic voice drifts over. "Your husband sure is unstoppable, Audrey. He couldn't resist kneeling in the pig sty while licking the dead skin off that Paige widow's feet. No one could stop him at all. "I heard that Paige even intends to give birth to a child for him. They went at it once per day, you know. I think you should head over here and witness everything for yourself." As soon as I end the call, I contact my lawyer right away and prepare to file for a divorce. This time, I'm hell-bent on ending things with Steve.

Three days before my wedding, Eric Foreman's childhood love returned to the country with her terminally ill mother. She wanted to marry Eric to fulfill her mother's dying wish. I objected furiously to it in my last life, and Eric eventually rejected Naomi Corbin's request. Naomi appeared with her mother's funeral picture in the middle of our wedding and accused Eric of being heartless. Eric got the bodyguards to kick her out, and our wedding continued without a glitch. However, he did not return home that night. Since then, he insisted that we sleep in different rooms. He would rather get drunk than touch me. When I questioned him about this, he said to me drunkenly as his eyes glazed over, "Ayla, every time I look at you, I'm reminded of the look of despair in Naomi's eyes and her mother's dying face… I regret making that decision!" His answer depressed me, and I eventually died from it. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day Eric tried to convince me to give Naomi our wedding. This time, I agreed. I called my family as I watched him leave happily. "I agree to the marriage alliance. We can hold the wedding in three days."

Synopsis : Bedroom, washroom, living room, office, elevator, there wasn't any place left where they didn't make out. However, everytime she did that* with him, she felt guilty, disgusted as the person was her sister's husband. She tried hard to avoid him, but he didn't let her escape from him. It wasn't she who wanted to cheat her sister by making out with her husband, it was he who continuously forced him on her and she simply couldn't resist him. This story is about Dimple who was having sex everyday and night with her own sister's husband, and her sister, Twinkle was completely unaware of her husband and sister's betrayal. Read the story to know what will happen when Twinkle finds about her husband and Dimple's sin.. How will she react? More importantly how will Dimple face her own sister? So, at last who will ends up with the playboy Arav singhaniya, who was messing up with these sisters, marrying to one sister, and having relationship with another?

Before I knew he was my stepson, he was my one-night stand — the man whose touch I couldn’t forget, whose way of making love branded itself into my memory. I wanted him from the start. But he resisted. He’s someone I’m supposed to guard, yet when I’m with him, he makes me feel like I’m the younger one and he’s the one in control. When he walked away, I told myself I’d forgotten him — moved on, tucked myself into a safe marriage that promised stability. But our secret affair has lasted longer than it should. No one can know. Now, things are getting riskier. He wants me to leave my marriage — he’s certain we belong together. What do I do when everything I’ve worked for — my reputation, the school I’m trying to save from collapse — is on the line?

🔞 Mature Content Disclaimer This story contains explicit adult themes, including sexual content, power imbalance, emotional manipulation, possessiveness, and mature language. Intended for readers 18+ only. The alpha kissed me like he hated how much he wanted me. His mouth claimed mine with violence, shattering the one rule we had agreed on. No kissing. No feelings. Just breeding. “Don’t fall in love with me, Lisa,” he warned, his voice rough against my skin. I laughed, breathless and bitter. I knew exactly what I was to him. A contract. A body. A means to an heir. Something he could use and discard while returning to the mate he truly belonged to. This was never meant to be about love. But his touch rewrote my resolve, and the closer I got to giving him what he wanted, the more I realized the real danger wasn’t pregnancy. It was what would be left of me when this ended.

"It's already 7am, where is Ms. Martin?" I opened the door to my office, exhausted and tired. Another sleepless night. I was taken aback from the scene in front of me. Paris, was randomly dancing with her headphones on. Singing loudly to the lyrics to what seems like a Korean song. "Hello Mr. Hernandez, Go on, tell me I'm late now. Bloody bastard, I went out to get your coffee so you didn't have to drink it cold but i won't do that today because you'd rather your stupid coffee cold than your assistant being a considerate person. RIGHT?" "Glad to hear your thoughts towards me. Ms. Martin." I tapped her shoulder and saw her horrified face when she realized, I heard and saw it all. --- Paris Martin, a girl full of life is given a job as the most ruthless CEO's assistant. Felix Hernandez is a man of his word. He doesn't lie and he hates liars. Paris being the clumsiest person and Felix the most stiff. Felix being Paris' forever bully doesn't help her. When Felix finally ends up ruining Paris, he realizes how horribly he treated her. How will he bring back the sun-like Paris? Will he be able to bring back his best friend's clumsy sister?

Liliana Ross' life was never meant to turn out like this. By twenty-one, she should have celebrated her birthday with her best friend. By twenty-one, she should have been mated to her fiancé. By twenty-one, she should have been the Luna of the Emerald Pack. But by twenty-one, she is none of these things. Instead, by twenty-one, Liliana Ross becomes a slave…only to be rescued by the Alpha King, who declares her to be his Luna Queen. Believing it to be true love, she follows him, unaware of his immense deception. Liliana is forced to accept three mates, all of whom harbors hatred towards the others. Plunged into a life of secrets and lies, she begins to question everything she thought she knew. Only one thing is certain; she must help mend the frail brotherhood of her three mates, or risk losing everything she holds dear. ****** "Please," I beg. "I can't.” Landon strokes his long fingers through my hair, his touch igniting a flame of desire within me. Invisible flames dance on my skin and my thighs throb with need. He leans in and inhales my hair slowly before lifting his head to ask Kaden whose large hands are on my waist, keeping me in my kneeling position. "What say you, brother? Shall we mark her tonight?” A growl erupts from Evander who watches us silently from the side. He strides over, grabs my chin and forces my head up. "Yes, we will make her ours tonight.”